The moon wandered alone in the quiet night,
There is a strange beauty in the sky.
The sky is like a swing for him, like a palace,
The fairy tales are a joke to the stars.
The leaves rustle slowly,
A pleasant breeze caresses my face.
He urinates gently,
As if he really wishes me a sweet dream.
The moonlight is falling from my window,
Suddenly, my room was covered in oil.
Little stars gathered for a while,
They shared joy, it’s a world for me.
My excitement is endless, knows no bounds,
A poem for such a miracle.
Even if he says goodnight, I can’t sleep.
Oh, the night scene is so beautiful!
Shodiyeva Mehribon Amin qizi.